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Street Politics Songtext
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Street Politics Songtext

I was on the block fam, where the drillers hang
I see a tinted car pass and I see it spinning back
Somebody round down the window and pull the trigger
(Ay, why you running? Come here)
I′m sick of that

I'm innocent
My man a militant, they didn′t care (how'd you get?)
I swear a bullet missed my ear (fuck)
Look what you, man, have got me in, this isn't fair
I was just coming home from college and I nearly got boarded

The police think I′m a banger just because I′m living here
Asked mum if we could move, but she ain't got a thing to spare
Well maybe, this is the year I disappear
If I′m really being honest, I'm not built for this forest

I had a close friend, ice from the other side
I ain′t seen the same friend from his brother died
And I be lyin' if I said I wonder why
Eye for an eye until every one of us are blind


These dreams don′t belong to you
They gon' come for you
Every wrong you do
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's hard trying to carry on
So you carry one
All this pain, ah, nah

Last night was a close call, I′m happy I′m alive
But if I leave my house again, I'm carrying a knife
And I don′t wanna use it, I'd probably never use it
But I′d rather carry that than have my people carry I

Now I'm in the cinema with my baby, it′s Valentine's
And I'm watching everything except the film and gyal beside
Some bruddas just walked in, loud and amplified
And the same thing I felt the other night was magnified

Ugh, these man are buggin′
There′s somethin' in these Calvin Klein′s for parasites
If I'm hottin′ up in front of her, what kind of man am I?
I may never make it back from that type of damage pride

Somebody called my girl a sweet one, then I reached my decision
Told my girl, "Go to the car and put the key in the ignition"
I just said, "I need the bathroom"
Or else she would've argued as soon as she walked off
Who the fuck you tryna talk to?


February 14th, still I march true
Last laugh, I′m the heart in a harpoon
Something sharp, they'll ask is it a scar
Of a half moon, film done, cinema closed, but I'm his last

Here′s my long-lost friend
As he comes to my defense, I welcomed him with opened arms
Then he plucked me in my chest
And then I got him in his stomach, yeah, brothers ′til the end
He dropped, I dropped, but one of us got up again, yeah

I staggered out the doors, blood pouring out my torso
Left the carpet red, you would've thought it′s an award show
Right now I'm half dead, was my gyal before my thoughts go
Also, I just left two men, mores cold

Babes, I′ll explain when I'm minus the pain
But please, stop screaming and drive me away
I′m meant to be at home already, 25 minutes late
Now you got me throwin' this machete deep inside of a lake

Cool, take me hospital, not the one in Newhem though
Take me Whitechapel then, fuck it, you can go
Heartbeat slowin' down, breath′s gettin′ shorter
I need a respirator, an extra supporter

I ain't gonna make it, was it really worth it
I ain′t even seen her naked, was she really perfect?
I was just full of hatred, I wasn't even nervous
I shanked my brother Nathan, I ain′t the kind of person

What the fuck a vibe, his mom's like mine
Prayer in my life but because of prayer
Even if I survive

These dreams don′t belong to you
They gon' come for you
Every wrong you do

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